Monthly Archives: June 2014

We’re off on our holidays to Wales tomorrow. As always with a small baby, we’re taking half the house. This is compensated for by my wardrobe, which is severely depleted by virtue of the fact that I can only get … Continue reading →

Getting up in the night to feed Finch has had a number of unexpected benefits. I heard the dawn chorus one morning, bright and unearthly coming through the gently diminishing gloom and seeping between the layers of my sleep-thickened brain. … Continue reading →

In the nature reserve the cygnets have hatched, grey fluffy bundles with outlandish legs. Today they had taken up residence in the middle of one of the paths, watched over territorially by their parents. We escorted a bereft little boy … Continue reading →

It was with great surprise and delight that we were alerted to a film clip by British Pathe. They’ve been releasing loads of archive films and who should turn up as the subject of one but my Granddad! The picture … Continue reading →

This weekend we went along to the British Pipe Band Championships. Pipe bands are mostly found in Scotland but there are lots in other places with celtic connections. A band consists of the pipers (on bagpipes) and then the drummers … Continue reading →